Let me introduce you to MY FLYPAL. It is an inflatable footrest that someone may have purchased off the internet one night during a bout of insomnia shopping and that same someone may have also inflated it in a first-class seat and had the softest airplane slumber possible on a domestic flight with no real footrest.
Sure, there were odd glances from all around. Sure there were people wondering what the H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks was going on in seat 2D and debating if the police should be called to meet us at the connecting gate. But this is one of those times I used my circumstances to my advantage, and by “circumstances” I mean this dopey-ass brace I have to wear on my leg 24/7 (except in instagram pics of my outfits, I am sorry, lines have been drawn.)
I really wanted to try out the inflatable Flypal and once people got a gander of my foot they were fine because it looks legit for me to be literally inflating a raft on the airplane, no biggie.
There are two pieces of this contraption and they velcro together to make one big footrest OR you can use the bigger cube as a footrest and use the smaller cube as a pillow, which is what I did. There is a regular-sized valve for blowing it up but you can pull it out and that becomes a large valve that very quickly deflates it. I thought this was clever! If you want to see how much hard-earned cash I spent on this semi-ridiculous thing, here’s the amazon link. Don’t judge. It really did work and I slept so well.
Anyway! We made it to Rochester and I think I am awake? We went to the hotel to check in, and then we ate potato chips and now I am very, very tired and as soon as I push the green button on this blog I will fall immediately asleep. Oh and in case you are curious I did not talk myself into bringing a rolling bag but I did bring a purse in addition to my backpack because, real talk, I just felt naked as the day I was born traveling so lightly.